Hairs Hairs Poem by gajanan mishra

Black hairs white hairsStanding hairs sleeping hairsCurling hairs straight hairsShort hairs long hairsDense hairs no hairsBut hairs and hairsWhat do you mean by hairsI am not asking my dearJust for a hair you are Watching this worldTwo hairs makes a worldOne white another blackOne night another day Only two hairs are with usMaking us full-fledged loveHairs and love is but commonLove and life is but naturalHairs are as natural and commonAs you think the true object ofMeditation in the materialprocesses of elevation.